Candaulism with Martine (Part 2 Gilmar) Our first candau evening with Joël was a success! Suddenly, Martine is cooler with me, she pumps me regularly, I'm already thinking about the next one! For some time, I correspond with a subscriber of the site (LDD) We often exchange, I send him photos of Martine. He likes my stories, it excites him and with the photos of my Martine, and he can polish himself on them. He tries to take a wife in front of her husband, the cuckold as he says. It's one of my fantasies. From discussion to discussion, he just offers me to go on occasion on his barge with Martine to drink a few aperitifs and the rest will be done by itself. The idea appeals to me. I tell my friend that my wife loves chilled rosé and she drinks it like whey. Gilmar laughs. I propose to him to pass in front of his barge and with Martine to admire his boat. He outside will chat with us and invite us on board for a drink. For the rest, chance and drunkenness will do the rest! He is necessarily in agreement, we are getting ready for the following Saturday, having nothing planned. Gilmar takes care of the rosé and a little food, I want Martine to be sexy and up for it. We part on that, he asks me to send him a photo of Martine to jerk off tonight, it excites me, I want cunnilingus tonight with my wife! The rest of the week passes quickly, I warned Martine that we will go for a cool walk on the banks of the Seine in Rouen on the right bank, she is happy! Around 5:00 p.m., she goes upstairs to get ready and takes a shower. I see her rummaging through her underwear, she pulls out a red lace underwired bralette bra. She knows that I adore her, it leaves her nipples out and visible through a thin fabric. She puts on her red garter belt and puts on black stockings. Then she looks in her closet and pulls out a red canvas dress. She puts it on and looks at herself in her mirror, she falls to mid-thigh, hiding the edging of the stockings. She asks me: "What do you think, is it sexy?" We only see that it's stockings when she walks And for me the fact of knowing that she has stockings and no panties suits me and excites me! “Perfect my darling, you are super sexy! “ She then goes on to make-up, you would think she's getting ready as if she suspected something! The eyes, eyelashes, eyebrows and eyelids then the mouth with her dark lipstick, she is luscious! I go down to the living room, I opened a bottle of rosé to warm it up a bit. She comes to the living room. “How do you find me, do you like me? " By turning on herself like a mannequin. “Hm, superb, you know very well that I want other men to like you, you are beautiful! “ She sits in the chair, I'm happy with myself, I can see her pussy. I hand her her glass of rosé, her cleavage allows you to see her globes and when she bends down to put her glass down, the halos and her nipples are visible! Gilmar will be able to get an eyeful! It's time to leave, Martine has put on her round sunglasses and her straw hat, she is magnificent. She doesn't look 58! We park in the parking lot of the Pucelle (Lol), and go quietly on the banks of the Seine, towards the place where the barge is parked. We look at the first boats. I spot the number of the barge. We stop in front of it and I say to Martine: “It's a shame, I've always dreamed of visiting a barge! This one is very beautiful!” “Yes, me too François, it is well maintained! “ On the bridge, a man waves to us, it's Gilmar. Aged about sixty, well cut, he measures about 1.70 meters. Mid-length gray hair, he's a handsome man! Dressed in a gray polo shirt and black jogging pants, he looks young. “Hello friends, do you want to visit? If that appeals to you! “ Martine is quick to answer: “Oh yes, if it's possible, it's my dream! “ Follow me, I am the guide! I'm Gilles.” Martine, already under the spell, replied: “My husband is François and I'm Martine! “ Okay, in any case you are charming Martine! " " Thank you, that's nice of you! " While going up the footbridge, Gilles turns and looks at Martine's chest. This one, head down looks at the passage and does not see! Led by the Captain, we visit the Stern and then the Bow. He is not stingy with anecdotes and whenever he can on the go, he holds Martine around the waist and runs his hand over her buttocks. He must have noticed that she has no panties. I often try to look elsewhere and since Martine says nothing, I have the stick! "That's it for the set, we're going to go down to my apartments and I'll buy you a nice chilled aperitif!" " We follow Gilles towards a small living room where two sofas and an armchair are arranged, he first points to a small armchair and says:" This is for you Martine, you will be well seated! Martine settles in and inevitably her dress goes up, and you can see the dark edging of the top of her stockings and her suspenders. She doesn't do it ex-pre but her spread legs give visual access to her triangle. She took off her glasses, but kept her hat on. Gilles places me on the left side of Martine on a stool. He reserves the other chair facing my beautiful, normal. He prepares a full amuse-bouche platter for us, and uncorks a bottle of rosé. He serves the glasses and gives them to us. This one is good and sweet, the kind you drink like whey. We talk a lot, Martine is captivated by Gilles' travels, she drinks while listening to him. I can't see, but Gilles must have a great view, especially since the dress is well up and the legs are wide open. The glasses follow one another, the atmosphere is good. Gilmar loads me well with the mule Gilles opens the second bottle and immediately serves Martine. He muted the music. I drink my cup, I feel drunk, I'm gay, my head is spinning a little Gilles speaks with my wife, I am no longer the subject of the conversation. Gilles' hands are on Martine's knees and caress them "I'm laughing stupidly as if to approve!" “ Martine, also already in a semi-drunk look at me smiling, her eyes are sparkling! I can already imagine her luscious lips pumping Gilles! Gilmar spotted my condition! “Lie down o ...

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